Friends Forever

Amber's best friend is Luke Hemmings from down the street. They have been super close since they can remember. She's going to make sure that his dreams come true. Even with some rough patches here and there.
(Cover art is by Deviant Art artist Ribkadory)
[Trigger Warning: It isn't throughout the whole thing but it does pop up here and there, abuse and self harm. If that bothers you, read with caution or check out some other stories of mine.]

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22. Mistakes

*That Night*
To celebrate the end of two amazing tours with the One Direction boys and 5 Seconds of Summer, we are having a party in our hotels bar.
"I'm so proud of the boys," I smile as I take a sip of my beer. Even though we are in the United States and I shouldn't be drinking, it’s kind of hard not to when the party is in a bar.
"Same," Emily takes a sip of her pop. She decided she wanted to stay away from beer until she is a little older.
"This party is for them and they seem to be having such a great time," Laurel says as she takes a sip of her wine. I always thought she would be a girl to drink fancy things like that.
"Look at them, talking to everyone and looking as energetic as when they are in stage," I smile. "I can't believe that this all started because I told Luke he should put videos up on YouTube."
"They'll always thank you for that," Emily says. "The fans thank you. For more than that. For the whole band and all the merch you have designed."
I smile and shrug, "I thank them for staying with us. And for telling their friends to check us out. Without them, the band would be nothing." I sigh, "You need to get a little alcohol in your system so you stop being so deep. Like me."
"Just one Em," Laurel says. "We know you want to wait, but it’s all right. We are of age back home."
Emily sighs, "Fine. Get one for me. But we have to dance. Deal?"
"Deal," Laurel and I smile.
*A Few Hours Later*
I've been buzzed before, a few times since I've turned 18. But tonight, I'm drunk of my ass. The girls know it too. After we danced for a bit, we went back to drink a few more bottles. But I kept going. Now I can't walk straight or think too clearly.
"Hey Amber," Luke's voice is slurred as he leans against the wall to talk to me.
"Hi Lucas," I giggle.
"You haven't called me that in a while."
I shrug, "Maybe because I haven't had the urge. I haven't done anything that has made me want to call you it."
"I feel like we've drifted apart," he pouts. "Maybe it’s because of the tour and how we are so busy all the time."
"Oh Lukey, I'm sorry," I reach out and cup his face with one hand. "I've made you guys so busy. And when we do have a break, I hang with Ashton. Or we all hang together and it’s hard to talk. Or I'm drawing. I'm sorry."
"No need to be sorry, babe. I'm glad we have been doing stuff all the time. I love all the stuff you plan for us. Jam packed years are a bit stressful, but we are living our dream now."
I smile, "Thanks for understanding. This is why I love you."
"Love you too, babe," he smiles back.
"Mind if you help me back to my room. I'm feeling a little dizzy and I'm super tired."
"Sure, let's say some goodbyes and then head up."
"Thanks Lucas. You're so kind," I lean towards him and kiss his cheek.
He giggles before placing his arm around me to balance himself and help us get around. We say goodnight to a lot of people before heading to the elevator to head to our rooms.
Once we get to our rooms though, mistakes are made. We do things because we are drunk, and regret them the next morning. What we do though, is something that could break apart friendships.
*The Next Morning*
I wake up sprawled out in a hotel bed. A blanket over me but a chill runs through my body. I notice I'm naked and a smile forms on my face. Ashton must be somewhere in this room.
But then it hits me. Ashton didn't help me back to my room. Luke did.
Memories from last night start rushing at me. Luke and I made it back to the room. But we didn't go right to sleep. Luke kissed me. And I kissed back. Then clothes were shed and things happened. Things I regret now but can’t take back. The hickeys on my collarbones and the churning in my stomach are too much for me.
I hop out of bed and rush to the bathroom. Catching a glimpse of Luke leaned up against the bed from his place on the floor. Fast asleep with a blanket wrapped around him.
I barely make it to the toilet before throwing my guts up.
"Babe, are you in there?" Luke's morning voice calls to me. "I'm gonna throw you some clothes. Once you're done throwing up, you can change."
I mentally laugh, I've not only now done something I never would have thought of doing with Luke. But even with doing it, he still is super awkward. Can't even come in to comfort me.
After about ten minutes, I stop throwing up and get changed, I walk out of the bathroom. Luke is sitting on the bed with his head in his hands.
"Crazy night, huh?" I try and lighten the mood.
"Yeah. I regret it happening, but it was nice. I guess, I always knew you would be my first."
I smile, "You do know, we have to tell Laurel and Ashton."
He looks up and grimaces, "Yeah. I know. It’s not gonna be easy."
Moments later a knock comes at the door.
"I'll get it." I head to the door and quickly open it. Standing before me is Laurel and Ashton. Just the two I wanted to see. "Come in, guys."
Laurel quickly walks past me while Ashton gives me a long kiss before walking in. I follow behind.
"We were gonna join you guys last night, but we didn't want to wake you," Laurel says. "Since you were both drunk out of your minds."
I nervously laugh, "Yeah, speaking of last night. Something happened that we need to tell you."
"What?" Ashton asks. "Did you guys prank call room service or something?"
I wish we had. "No. It’s worse than that. Luke and I..."
"Made love. Fucked. Whatever you want to call it," Luke blurts out.
"Is this some kind of joke?" Laurel asks.
"I wish it was," I sigh. "But we were both drunk. And being best friends for years must have triggered something in our brains. I know Luke regrets it. As do I. But in a way, it’s set us both free."
"I can't believe this," Ashton mumbles.
"Well, it happened, Ash. So you're gonna have to get over it. It was a mistake."
"That's what they all say, isn't it?" Laurel asks.
"It is, but we can't take back what we did no matter how much we want to. Laurel, listen to me. It was my fault more than anything. Don't leave Luke. He needs you and I can't help him. Please, forgive him."
Tears are running down her cheeks, but she nods anyways.
"What about me?" Ashton asks.
"It’s up to you Ash. You can forgive me or walk out of my life. Either way, it will still be me and you will still be you. I haven't changed since what Luke and I did. Being drunk does something to you."
"I need time to think," Ashton sighs.
"There's no time for that. Now or never."
"I can't, I have to think."
"Go fucking think then! It will be too late when you come for me," I rush off. Angry and sad. I just broke up with the boy I loved. And left behind a best friend.

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Plot twist? Yeah, I think so. Hope you liked it! :D

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